The garden of IVANOFF’S country place. On the left is a terrace and the facade of the house. One window is open. Below the terrace is a broad semicircular lawn. Excerpt from Ivanov, Act I: IVANOV sits at the table and reads a book. BORKIN in large boots, with a gun, appears in the depths of the garden; he is tipsy; seeing. Ivanov has ratings and 89 reviews. Ahmad said: Ivanov, Anton Chekhov Ivanov is a four-act drama by the Russian playwright Anton Chekhov.تاریخ نخس.. .

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Ivanoff: A Play by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

Puts his hands in the air. Put your hand on my heart. I must be having a heart attack. Will you be sorry if I die?

Come on, Nikolai Alekseyevich, will you be sorry if I die? Do I really stink? Actually, not so shocking.


In Plesniki I met a prosecutor, and we knocked back eight glasses. I know, I know — drinking is really bad for you.

Take it easy, calm down He stands and walks. Oh, yes, I almost forgot… Eighty-two rubles please!

Ivanov by Anton Chekhov

Frenchmen know what they want. The Germans have a lot more fish to fry besides France. In my opinion, the Germans are cowards and the French are cowards… They are busy giving each other the finger, only they keep their fingers in their pockets. Believe me, their animus is strictly limited to fingers. What do we need all this defense spending? What should we do? Get all the dogs in the country, inject them with rabies, and let them loose in enemy territory.

They would all go mad in a month. He pours three glasses.

They have to be hot. Only how should it be served? The smell alone will drive you crazy.


Anton Chekhov

Only you have to know how to fry it. You know, with onions, and bay leaves, and all kinds of spices. The smell from the frying pan was… ecstasy! Excerpt from IvanovAct I: They drink and eat a bite.

The herring, mother of God, is the snack of all snacks.